Have you ever been in a such a state of euphoria that the whole world is just on the periphery of your mind and all that matters is what your doing at that moment? That you feel as if you need something so much that you would die without it? That's how I feel every time I pick up a violin. Some people say it's an art or a hobby, but to me it's a lifestyle and without a violin I am no one. The melodic instrument I have come to know and love contains my heart and soul, and it is carved into perfection. My life doesn't consist of much more besides school and work, but who has time for a love interest now a days. At least that's what I thought until I went to college and a guy who plays almost as good as me came crashing into my life.